The young ladies of the Meng family spent their days either studying, making incense and ink, or crafting bookmarks and book racks, and sometimes playing the zither or painting and calligraphy.
When Wufu saw the characters others wrote, they were beautifully neat. Compared to her own ghostly talismans, she truly felt inferior.
Her brush calligraphy was her weak point; her characters usually looked like ghostly talismans, such that even Purple Jade and the others found them hard to look at. She felt embarrassed to show them to others, so she often used charcoal pencils for writing.
"Let us see Wufu Shigu's characters too," said the Third Miss of the Meng family's second house, Meng Siqi, blinking her big eyes at Wufu.
Wufu laughed, "My writing is unpresentable and quite ugly. Better not to offend your eyes with it."
"How could that be? You are Grandfather's Close Door Disciple," Meng Siqi said.
